Kiss
Words: 528
Pairing: Ginny/Blaise
A sound slap echoed all the way through the Great Hall.
Blaise Zabini cringed. The sound had came from the opposite side of the room, which meant three things: first, it had came from the Gryffindor table; second, it had to be an incredible strong blow to reach the Slytherin table that high and third, it had to be dealt by Ginny Weasley or Hermione Granger.
"I warn you, Harry Potter, don't talk to me unless you wish a painful ending to this!!" – Ginny Weasley it was then. She stomped out of the Hall, leaving an astonished Harry Potter clutching tightly to his left cheek.
Blaise felt a wave of satisfaction raise within him. The Golden couple wasn't so perfect after all.
"Why are you so happy, Zabini?" – Draco Malfoy asked on his left, his cheeks pink, eyeing him suspiciously. Blaise smirked.
"Probably for the same reason you are so satisfied…" – he said cryptically.
"I'm not satisfied." – the blond retorted childishly. – "I couldn't care less if the Weaselette breaks up with Potter or not."
"Yet, your mind provided you only one reason for my accusation. Curious, highly curious." – Draco just glared. Then his eyes glinted somewhat evilly. His smile was diabolic.
"Tell me Blaise, is that satisfaction of yours related to the fact that you have finally decided to… how did you put it?... Ah, yes, touch that filthy blood traitor?"
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Hours later, Blaise was walking down the hallway to the dungeons, when he heard sniffling on the Potions classroom. Tired of prissy Hufflepuffs crying in the corners, he decided to do his Prefect's job and bully them back into their Common Room.
It turns out it was a very depressed female Weasley who was hurled in a corner. Blaise felt his chest clench at the sight. Stupid Potter. He had the only worthy girl in this godforsaken school and throws it all out…
"What do you want, Zabini?" – she hissed.
"Ask you if you are alright." – she snorted.
"Yeah, right." – she dismissed him indifferently. She answered, though. – "I will be alright once I hex that sorry ass of his, the bloody poof."
On other circumstances, Blaise would have noticed the accusations she had just made against Potter and would have run to tell Draco, but now his mind was elsewhere… Like on the tears he could see in those long, pale eyelashes, and those lips swollen from crying. He wondered what they would taste like.
Never one to deny his curious nature anything, because after all, his needs should be always fulfilled for he was a pureblood, Blaise closed the distance between their faces.
At first, Ginny freaked out and tried to get away, but Blaise would have none of it. He brought her close and she gave in. He nipped her lips and she allowed him entrance on her sweet mouth. It was the most satisfying snog he had ever gotten.
Later he would sit down next to Draco, emotionally and physically drained, but thoroughly satisfied.
"If I were you, I would snatch that Gryffindor of yours as soon as possible." – at Draco's quizzical look, he elaborated. – "I can assure you, Gryffindors sure can kiss."
Well, I find myself with a problem... My number of words keep increasing, which wasn't supposed to happen. I guess I don't do drabbles so well... =3
Anyway, the words in italics are the expression Zabini used on 'HP and the Half-Blood Prince'.
And I have to say, Ginny is not homophobic, but of course she is mad that her boyfriend doesn't like girls.
Also, I wasn't specific about the time, because I thought it wasn't important.
... And that's pretty much it. Thank you for reading.